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That's steam for you, Mr. Salomon.

Perfect control.

My dear Mr. Fraser, I have seen much to admire in Europe,

but only the exceptional will impress me.

The Golden Nugget is exceptional.

You'll not find a better-designed engine anywhere in the world.

But we have a vessel in the Imperial Shipyard, Eastam,

Booniri completion, with an engine at least 20 years ahead of its time.

No, but that's impossible.

I mean, the Ottoman Empire is such a backward country in Austria.

And, I am very impressed with you that we have a formidable history in science and mathematics.

The Zero is bequeathed to the world by our ancestors.

But this engine is a... can you enlighten me on its principles?

I can't give you some figures.

18 knots at a coal consumption rate of 2 pounds per indicated horsepower per hour.

I must have sold every floor in a compound system, how?

Yeah, not a technical man, Mr. Fraser.

Perhaps you'd like to come and see it for yourself.

Mama certainly won't.

I would consider it a great honor to receive you in Istanbul as my cherished guest.

That's wonderful.

Fraser, we're within reach of regaining control of our own company.

You building the steamship that you want to, and you talk of sailing to Istanbul.

Yes. And as for the Golden Nugget, the delays of improvidential.

You're not thinking of abandoning the whole scheme, I know.

But let's not rush her. Look at those figures again, James.

A redesigned Golden Nugget would have a freight-owning capacity second and up.

I think so. I'm certain of it.

When do you plan to sail?

There's a Turkish ship due to leave in three weeks' time.

A heathen ship, eh?

I've been off of the cargo of coal for port side. I could take you personally.

That's very good of you, James.

No favor.

I'm sure you'd see to it that we get our full share of eastern hospitality.

What did you have in mind?

A cargo of Turkish tobacco. A bargain price.

Albert, if you think I will expose William to the treacherous climate of the east...

and the horrific disease...

Oh, Elizabeth, this is a very important trip.

The concerns are future. The future of the Golden Nugget and the future of the Anead in line.

Well, don't you understand?

Perfectly. And you must go.

I can't leave you alone here for months.

You've left me before.

In the circumstance it's a different then.

Hardly. I seem to remember last time you were obsessed by an American engine.

Now it's a Turkish one.

Elizabeth, why don't you want to come?

It would have been a most difficult journey for the child.

Yes.

Yes, it would.

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She's a good mother, Albert.

And a good wife.

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Mr. Baines, look to your Tagalogaloo garnets.

That man's no business or not.

My son!

Get off that yard!

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Who rulers and father?

Who

Prevent me?

Who

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Who

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What's with all the Mr. Baines?

Still keep the pad to lose.

So, key one.

You know why James and Eden has chosen this particular moment

to take Albert Fraser on a voyage?

No, I do not, but I'll see what I can find out.

Hey, that looks more sexy than Timer.

The first of an eternity of lunches, I hope.

Really, Daniel. We can't turn cannons into a T-roll.

No, but, uh, after we're married.

I see.

You're looking forward to that, B.D.A.M., huh?

Yes.

So am I. Empatiently.

Patience is the virtue, Daniel. Not impatience.

Oh, but another month or so,

but I've had a decent engagement period.

We don't want to leave it too long, do we?

We won't.

It'll be time to start a family.

Start young.

You want men holding your wake, not babes.

Is that your purpose in marriage, Daniel?

To have a family?

You can't deny it.

I've seen you looking at children, particularly that Fraser boy.

I like children, Emma.

I like a house full of them as many as you want.

Six, ten, or dozen.

What about me? What would happen to me?

I suppose I'm to wither away.

Like my ma.

Ten she bore my father.

And he was a proud and happy man.

But it sent her to an early grave,

and most of my brothers and sisters too.

Emma!

Or does marriage mean the Calvin line?

And my shares in the Anita line.

They'll make a good diary.

That's what you think I...

I don't want to think that you'll look upon me as a chattel

to do with us, you please.

Never give in your cause, Emma.

No, but you're rushing me.

Very well then.

I won't rush you.

Well, shall marry Daniel.

And soon.

But there's no hurry to set the date yet.

Is that...

What are you expecting him back?

Oh, why?

Well, there are certain business matters to attend to.

Oh, I see.

It's really Emma Callan who wants to know.

Miss Callan is a majority shareholder in the Anita line.

I would have thought she'd have other things in her mind.

Like getting married.

Said the date, have you?

Not yet.

Don't take too long about it, Daniel.

Or you might lose her.

I won't.

Nice to be so sure.

If you are sure, that is.

I am sure, Elizabeth.

She's not with child.

No, she wouldn't be.

She seems scared of men.

Well, she's not fickle if that's what you mean.

It's not at all what I mean.

There's something about her.

It takes a woman to see.

She's more like a bride for St. Paul, not at all the woman for you, Daniel.

On the contrary, Elizabeth, she is the woman for me.

She's affectionate, considerate, loving, loyal, kind.

In fact, she's the...

The exact opposite of me.

You still haven't told me when Albert will be back.

He's gone to study a Turkish steam engine.

He won't be back before the summer's out.

Oh, Daniel.

Yes.

You started calling me Elizabeth again.

Had you noticed?

No.

And then why, you were here?

I haveles and aocks in Paris.

Please, could you visit Book

The only volcanic island in the upper sea.

The upper sea?

The Aegean.

The ancient Egyptian name for it.

Look at that lava.

I'm told the locals do have a very good trade out of all that.

A trade can be involved.

Pumis powder.

That is good price in port side.

But they use it for...

Construction of the new canal, apparently.

Water proves the cement.

The water is a strange colour.

It's like jade. I wonder why.

The devil's at work in a bowels mouth.

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Welcome to Istanbul, Mr. Fraser.

Thank you, sir.

May I introduce Captain and Mrs. James Needin?

How do you do, sir?

This is indeed an honour.

The right honourable Sir Charles Gray, the British ambassador.

Your servant.

Sir Charles insisted on welcoming you.

Oh, you shouldn't have been convenience, sir, sir.

I would traverse the world of each of Englishmen's own.

Or an English lady. Madam.

This is my d'Iran, what you would call Salom.

I keep you.

Abdullah, he will lead you to your quarters, where my concubines will attend to all your needs.

Today, all speak English. They are handpicked.

They should give you no cause for complaint.

Well, I... I feel we're presuming much too much upon your hospitality, sir.

Allah has favoured me with guests, Mr. Fraser.

You must allow me gratification.

Please rest.

I will speak with you later.

This way, Mr. Fraser.

See you later, then, are you, Fraser?

Yes.

My name is Leyl.

You must permit us to serve you.

Oh, perhaps later, just now, I'd like to have a bath.

Certainly. Suraya will prepare it.

I will undress you.

Oh, but Miss Leyl.

I know what to do with Western clothes.

Suleiman Pasha made us practice.

Oh, did he?

Come.

You must sit down.

Thank you.

Miss Leyl. Please.

I'm quite capable of it.

I mean, I can take a bath by myself.

No man shall take a bath by himself.

You're back, Freddie.

Should have seen the way that unit perfumed it.

James!

What?

They're all you're dressing, eh?

I'm dressing you.

Well, you know, sir.

Hang out.

All of you. Out.

Have they offended you, sir?

Get them out.

That's all. Just just get them out.

They shall be punished.

No, not punished.

They have failed in their duties.

Anything they were being a bit too dutiful.

They were undressing my husband.

But they must unless you wish that particular privilege for yourself.

Privilege?

These girls are here to share your wifely duties.

They're trained to please both the man and the wife.

Well, as far as we are concerned, all wifely duties shall be reserved for the wife.

Madame.

All right, lad. We'll send for you when we watch, eh?

I'll be right.

We'll send for you when we watch, eh?

Come on.

Oh, and never.

Well, then.

What?

You're wifely privileges.

Prepare me for me, pass.

Thank you.

What is so captivating about that coffee cup?

Your fortune.

Oh, really? You can read fortunes, can you?

I am a sarcassian.

Oh, I see, yeah.

Well, then, tell me what's in store.

It is better not to know.

It's bad as that, is it?

No. There are some wonderful things.

Tell me those, then.

You are a man who gives fire.

Those who wish for light will love you much.

You will climb many beautiful summits.

And fall each time.

A few times.

There will be people who choose to live.

You will be a little more than one.

You will be a little more than one.

A few times.

There will be people who choose darkness

because they can hide in it.

They'll destroy me?

No, not you.

Well, that's a relief.

What else?

That is all.

Oh, surely not.

Let's see.

What's that squiggle there?

A woman.

Oh, my wife?

No.

Who, then?

A sarcassian.

But...

How can you be sure?

Fate.

And what is fate in store for you?

Love.

You mean duty.

Duty.

It's a quested within a hurry.

Ordered to love a man.

Any man?

You cannot order love.

Nor can there be free will, not in your case.

I will love you until I die.

But you don't even know me.

It is not difficult to know a man.

You look and you can see what there is in the eyes,

summer or winter.

And if there is summer,

then you give body, life and soul.

Body, life and soul are precisely what women never do.

But always take.

I know of no such woman.

I know of none other.

Suleiman Pasha, sir, in his Devan.

I don't know what to say, sir.

How to express me gratitude for your favors and hospitality.

Please, it is nothing.

I sure what I have.

May I speak with you about our mutual interest.

Of course.

I think to use an ancient saying,

I should take the bull by the horns.

I am grossly guilty of what is known as a political falsehood.

I have lured you to stumble with an ugly lie.

The fact is, we have no revolutionary engine.

But I am not a political fool.

I am not a political fool.

The fact is, we have no revolutionary engine.

But surely?

How could we?

When most of our children are subject to religious indoctrination

to the exclusion of all other knowledge.

Then why did you get me here?

You're a fire, Mr. Fraser.

These designs are copies of most, if not all, of your own work.

But how do you...

I am an old sea dog with considerable scientific adreditions.

I have followed the development of steam zealously,

and I have no hesitation in singling you out

as Europe's most promising steam ship designer.

I must flatter than that.

There is no flattery in truth.

The point I wish to make is that we want to exploit your genius.

We?

The sultan, his government, and my enlightened fellow Turks.

We know that the old days are last, can never be recaptured.

Today, the West calls us the sick man of Europe.

But happily, the disease is not yet fatal.

Indeed, certain reforms by the present sultan, new dalases,

have succeeded in arresting the melody.

Yes.

But to recover our health, we need the elixir of economic growth.

We need the clemency of new horizons.

We need a fleet of ships in which to trade the world.

And we need you to build that fleet.

A fleet?

I am empowered by the sultan.

To offer you the post of master builder for a minimum of ten years,

the annual salary, Mr. Fraser, will be £7,000.

£7,000.

So, you're abandoning ship, eh?

If you mean the unedin line, for which I beg it myself.

This will not need you.

I'll give you me proxy rights.

I'll transfer all my shares to you,

plus the designs of the Golden Nugget.

But it's you to build her.

I'll give you my written recommendations.

Well, now you've written recommendation on each and Liverpool.

James, this is enough where I can't refuse.

I thought we were powerless.

James!

Well, it isn't the money.

But the chance to build a fleet of steamships.

And James' ambition is to own, sexually.

You'll not persuade me, Anna, made up my mind.

And what of Elizabeth?

And so, gentlemen, I am happy to tell you that Mr. Fraser will commence his duties

at the end of the month, following his audience with his omnipotence,

sultan, and jalifei, Abdulaziz.

Shaitanishin!

Al-Ajun, you're on the next stage.

At Haji Archmet, the eminence greys of the religious reaction,

as he hates the infidel.

Does it?

The phonetic.

And the dangerous man, sir.

He seeks isolation from the West.

And now, gentlemen, I'm sure you must be finished.

If you will allow me, I will lead you to our modest offerings.

His modest offerings will consist of 90 courses.

And 45 desserts.

Well, they could change from our attack, anyway.

Women still haven't got the vote.

One day we shall have it.

But we have asserted our rights.

For instance, if we have a dinner party, we all join in.

But how can the men talk amongst themselves?

Well, they can talk over their pool. That's concession, you know.

When men and women are always together, they become equal.

That's precisely what we want, equality.

When you're equal, you fight, you hate, you're jealous, you become selfish.

On the contrary.

And you love, not because you're told to, but because you want to.

You don't get trampled upon.

How can we be trampled upon?

They come to us, to rest their heads on our breast, to forget the world.

To imagine the Garden of Eden before Allah threw us out.

So, we make them forget.

We weave charms for them.

Only we can do this.

I'm talking about love, Layla.

I am too.

To love a man is the easiest thing in the world.

Is it?

You ask yourself two questions.

One, can I live without him?

The answer will be yes.

The answer will be yes, because you can live without anything.

And then you ask the second question.

Do I want to live without him?

The answer will be no.

And how can you make him see that you love himself?

How?

I will show you how.

Abdul, the drum.

Talk with your body, it is more eloquent speech.

The body can never lie.

It alone can say, truthfully, I love you.

And that is all a man.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

And that is all a man wants to know.

Imagine me kind of like that in front of Jay.

You could strip the passenger accommodation.

That'd give us a few more returns.

All right, seat it, Mr. Baines.

I want every nook and cranny stuffed with tobacco.

Jayes.

Thank you, ma'am.

Good day to you, Captain O'Ledin.

Fletcher.

You come in with a tie for something?

Tides don't pick on me, sir.

More like he'll wins.

You remember Fletcher, Mr. Baines?

I, sir.

You have his work, you look your friend.

No, no, Mr. Baines, it's not.

What then?

Don't load your cargo, Captain.

Hey.

At least not for a few weeks and you can make yourself a fortune.

I'm dead.

How?

Sure you've heard, sir.

The island of Santa in has erupted.

All the ships due to collect pumice for the sewers can now have turned back.

The lesson's tearing her his beard.

He's willing to pay a King's ransom for a cargo of pumice.

So?

I know, Santa, and I know where to quarry, where to get the men.

You won't meet to find the ship, eh?

Of course not.

And what did you have in mind for your share, eh, Fletcher?

Quarter of what you make?

But if the other ships can't get near the island...

It's not the ships, ma'am.

It's the captains pigeon-arted, a lot of them.

You can't take sail to fire, man.

Oh, indeed, not Mr. Baines.

But you can take Ste.

Ste?

Ah, Mr. Baines, you stay behind, finish loading.

Join me and Portside, Fletcher.

No hard feelings about past differences, eh?

Fifteen percent?

Don, sir.

You might have Steveship you're looking for, sir.

There's one lie in an anchor, if I go, no one.

Do you happen to know the charter rates for Steams?

That one belongs to the sewers construction company.

You should get it almost free.

My master apologizes for not being able to converse with you himself.

But as I'm sure you appreciate, although he understands English,

his piety allows him to speak only the language of Allah.

I understand, of course.

Chakin, m' sir.

You've been summoned here, sir Charles, on a matter of utmost importance.

Mr. Fraser's appointment.

Nam la qu'et, m'est est amais, that's ch'aclaab.

An appointment as undesirable for Britain, as it is for Turkey.

Ásélí, bél díre.

Your country has chosen as her future politics, a policy of imperialism and the supremacy of the seas.

Is that not so?

And the Ottoman Empire, sir?

Puy s'etaríshí!

The Ottoman Empire, sir, rather her true sons,

believe that the advance of what you call civilization is the work of shaitan, the devil.

Attemptation to divert us from the path of Allah, the compassionate, the merciful.

Must I continue?

In the interests of our nations, sir, let us leave no room for misinterpretation.

Al-Dhamma de mídaha!

The problem, sir Charles, has a very simple remedy.

Mr. Fraser's appointment must be annulled.

Otherwise, my master would be forced to take irrevocable measures.

So that's the future, Mr. Bains.

I will the men like it.

Clean, fresh sea air perks the sailor misses all needen, not grind.

But necessary evil, I admit.

But does it not have the advantage over sale on the void such as this?

Nothing man made as the advantage over the forces of nature.

But surely we've learned to master the sea?

No, ma'am. We still sail by courtesy only.

The sea is a generous old lady, but we dared a fender.

I stand corrected, Mr. Bains.

It's about Mr. Fraser.

I am under the impression that you disapprove of his appointment.

Am I right?

I've handed a convenient.

Of course you have a vested interest in British maritime affairs.

And you have no difficulty in foreseeing the havoc that could be wrought upon us

by a song Turkish merchant navy, particularly one converted to steam.

I've never thought of it like that.

There's no talk into Fraser, though.

Not even if you show him where his interest lies.

His interest?

His country's interest, Captain.

And yours.

There's some more wine, Mr. Jarlsley.

You are so quiet.

I'm happy. You've given me peace.

I have given you love, no more.

I'm no less.

I feel as if I could stay here with you like this for an eternity.

But you will not touch me.

I have a wife.

Well, does not care whether she touches you or not.

Did you see that in the coffee cup?

No.

Her absence from your bed shows it.

Well, touching isn't everything.

No.

But wanting to touch is where everything starts.

Without the hunger, love cannot blossom.

No.

Dear sweet Layla,

please touch me.

I'm damned.

Captain and Mrs. Onedin, show them in.

Please call me when they leave.

Ready to sail?

Tomorrow. First light.

Pain shall follow in the day or so.

I suppose you're here to persuade me to sail with him.

In your interests?

Sounds like a threat, James.

Don't you understand, ma'am?

But this shipping must be protected.

The interests of the Empire must be safe.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

The interests of the Empire must be safe guarded.

Doesn't sound like you, James.

More like Sir Charles Gray,

grind every country into poverty.

Gold on our plates, dung on theirs.

Well, you've got to look after your own.

Indeed.

I'll look after James Onedin.

It won't say sense, will you?

Come on in.

Just a minute, James.

Have you considered Elizabeth?

Yes, I have done.

She may not feel as you do.

Would you sacrifice her?

Elizabeth is hardly the sacrificial lamb.

You and you...

You would follow James through hell and high water.

You'd die for him, and so would he for you, but...

Elizabeth.

Well, she'll always do what is best for Elizabeth.

We'll miss you, Albert.

Come along, then.

Farewell, James.

Farewell.

Good luck.

Good luck.

She's a bit sluggish.

What she'll do.

Keep her clean.

Keep her well fed and she'll always serve you.

Come wind, adult rooms, fire weather, storm.

No tacking.

Save you under the mails.

What happens if your engine breaks down?

To wait for a sailing ship to come by.

Keep her clean.

Keep her well fed and she'll always serve you.

Come wind, adult rooms, fire weather, storm.

No tacking.

Save you under the mails.

You're not allowed to come by.

Things can go wrong on any ship.

Sail or steam.

I've got 99 times out of 100.

Sail will get me home.

What's that?

Temperament captain.

Temperament.

Engines don't like being carved out.

Good morning, Daniel.

Good morning.

And how are you this fine and beautiful day?

Very well, thank you.

And what can I do for you?

I'd like it to send this telegram to your agent in Stambel.

I'll pay for it, of course.

Well, all right.

I'll attend to it immediately.

Won't you read it?

Read it?

I don't understand.

You will.

It conveys my decision.

Your decision?

You know Albert wants me to join him there for ten years.

I had heard, yes.

Thanks to Sarah, all Liverpool has heard.

And you go in?

Daniel, I do believe you're gripped by suspense.

I'm flattered.

I shall not be going.

But you must go, Elizabeth.

A wife must always stick by her husband.

Oh, how gallant of you?

Elizabeth, I advise you most strongly.

And so you must.

But I'm sure you know it will not change my mind.

What possible reason can you have to refuse to go?

The welfare of my son.

Our son, Daniel.

Has there ever occurred to you that Suleiman Pasha may be a good friend?

Suleiman Pasha may be deceiving you, but he may be a warlord beneath his Solon's clothing.

You have me word upon his integrity.

Your word, sir, cannot protect the British Empire.

You must realize that soon, with the completion of the Suis Canal, a new and strategic route to India will open.

And that calls for our absolute sovereignty in the Eastern Mediterranean.

The ship's eye-billed shall in no way threaten that sovereignty.

Merchantships can be converted to men of war.

And a strong Turkish navy would threaten our national interests, sir.

If I go further, supplying the trucks with ships would constitute treason.

Is that official?

It could be made official.

Well, then, Sir Charles.

Until it is made official.

Or until I hear of it directly from the Prime Minister himself, I shall continue with my work here.

Good day to you, sir.

You're being very foolhard, there, Mr. Fraser.

Do bear in mind that in this country, any of us can be quite expendable.

Would they do, sir?

A telegram for you, sir. Thank you.

Is it bad news?

My wife.

Will she not come?

Leila?

How would you like to spend the rest of your life with me?

Be with me all the time.

Go with me everywhere.

I am your woman.

For as long as you want me.

She's running pretty well, Chief.

Now, what's happened?

She needs cooking.

Cooking.

How long does that take?

Who knows?

We got you stripped, you know.

There's tricky channels out there.

I'll tell her that, Captain.

Sir Charles, call it treason.

We live in a day when every descent can be accused of treason.

I too am guilty in the eyes of some.

You mean, Haji Ahmed?

I hate religious fanaticism, Albert.

It uses Allah as a pawn.

It is the worst sacrilege I know.

As Haji Ahmed, many followers.

What following can a false prophet have?

A few dagger men.

Dagger men?

You mustn't worry, my dear Albert.

I can manage them.

I fear death as I fear the evangelist.

They are both pursuing my soul.

You know, maybe you'll say...

...and you rest.

You haven't seen us drifting forever.

Have we seen land again?

Steveships.

A lovely girl.

Who's a lovely girl?

Allah!

Allah!

Allah!

God!

How could they?

You know who did it?

You will be blamed. That's why they left him here.

I don't want to get the police.

But they'll kill you too.

Do as I say. But what master?

He says he is right.

Always the good ones.

It's always the good ones who have murdered.

You must calm down.

Please drink this.

No, thank you.

Please. You must drink it. For me.

I'll find out if it's safe to bring her into the queser.

Right, Fletcher.

Pull away!

Please.

Hello.

Please.

Thank you.

Mr. Mills.

You must sail immediately.

Here's your papers for custom clearance.

Wait, what happened?

Suleiman Pasha has been murdered. They intend to accuse Mr. Fraser.

What?

We've brought him here.

He's only drunk.

There is no time to lose.

If he stays, he'll be killed. There is someone who takes the blame.

Oh, Leila.

So that's Colus chimerigibu.

Bevier, give him all the dirt.

Brock.

Beno d'ertum.

Benyaktim.

Ben.

Gertum. Gertum.

I'll stand her off shore.

We shouldn't recall them back first.

Ships only are full.

We can use the long boat until nightfall.

Mr. Meant!

Clear the ship for sea at once.

Take show the downhalls clear there.

Benes!

That's all right, Mr. Fraser.

What happened?

What did we do? Where are we?

Benes, turn back to here, turn back.

If you'll allow me to explain.

Turn back, damn you, turn back!

Get out of here!

Go on!

Go on!

Oh, my leg!

Help me!

Get out of here!

Get out of here!

Ben!

Get out of here!

Oh, my leg!

All right, Chief.

Get Steve off!

But James!

That was damage to the ship.

Ah!

Nice job, my Chief!

James, lose men!

Not a chance for them!

But they may still be alive!

We go back.

They all be lost.

Have another talk, sir.

Thank you.

Did I do that?

Really, say no, Missy?

Aye, sir.

Aye, fear he did.

The kind of woman loves you.

Give her life for you.

Aye.

How would you know?

Well, I...

I didn't know before, but I do have.

God help me.

It's...

It's no consolation, sir.

But could you really have left your wife and son?

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